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Monthly Archives: December 2014

With so many things boggling around in my head, on the final day of twenty-fourteen, I’ll end with short take. First I want to thank all my followers. I promised a better year but didn’t seem to deliver, according to my “stats”. You all liked a lot of what I did this year, however, twenty-thirteen was a banner year. You loved the subjects, enjoyed the contents. So alas, I’ll try to give you more of that…pardon my raunchieness, don’t hate the player, blame the game.

With onset of 2015 any thoughts to what you’d like to do to make it a better year? Couples, consider a way to spice up your sex life. If you’re monogamous do something daring together, if you’re of the swinging crowd, find a new friend, sensually pleasure them. Singles, your possibilities are endless. Play the dating game on one of the online hook-up sites, erotic online chats can create a new sense of horniess, masturbation after a good chat makes for a great night sleep. Or if you’re privy to a hanky panky group, go to a key party. Most use hotel keys, most staying on the same floor, which makes for an extra special night.

There’s no need to be horny in 2015. Resolve to masturbate more. Don’t leave your desire for personal pleasure to others…who knows your hot spot better than you do…

Admission is 99% freeing. Admit to yourself something you like, dislike and own up to your admissions. I’ll start us off; I freely admit that I love performing fellatio…feeling that cock grow in my mouth is a turn on and for 2015 I plan to do it more in exotic places, more often. Liberate yourself, don’t let the societal prudes hold you hostage.

Going it alone ain’t all bad, I decided to do this early on during the year. It has proven to be a great decision. I haven’t felt this good in a long time. I’m free to do, to come and go and lay where I desire. I’ve met some new, very interesting people and reconnected with a couple that I was totally wrong about, that I had met a few years ago. I was worried that Santa wouldn’t drop down my chimney last week, because I had been a little naughty. I was propositioned by a married man at a business function. A little birdy told me he had a wager on having intercourse with me before the conclusion of the convention. I was intrigued by his sureness, but decided he’d lose the bet and go home broken-hearted. The evening of the “big dinner” we’re all dressed to the nines, I set my plan into action. As luck would have it I’m on the elevator going down, it’s stops two-floor down and in walks Mr. Wager, all swag, confident and smiling. I return his smile, while thinking all systems go. Two floors later the door opens and 5 more finely dressed people get on making it a tight fit for the remaining six floors. He’s standing in front of me. I time it just before the bell dings, the door opens , I move closer to him, then brush my breast against his back grouped his ass, then quickly move to the left aound him and exit the elevator. I didn’t look back, I quickly walk over to a group of people I knew and engage in conversation, completely ignoring him. He walks past, trying to get my attention, I turn my head as not to make eye contact. The rest of the evening, dinner, the speeches, the applauses I can see him but I again avoid eye contact. When the band begins to play, I make my way to the exit heading for the lady’s room. I chatted with the lady’s room attendant, waiting for the room to clear-which it didn’t-gave her a nice gratuity to check outside the door for a tall man with a red bow tie…yep he’s there. I walked out and motioned for him to follow me and he did walking quickly trying to catch up with me. I headed to the stairwell, closed the door behind us, positioning myself between him and the door. With one hand on the door knob, I began to rub in crouch until it was no doubt where his penis was…he was firm in an instant. I put the pressure on using his pants and tidy whites to create just the right friction…he went for my dress…I opened my legs and he found my pantyless lips full and moist. He moaned when he stuck his finger between lips. I moved my hand faster as he tried to find a rhythm with his finger, but I kept moving away from me…he moaned again and whispered let me in, I moved closer and he slipped two fingers between my lips which were now very wet…he was harder than ever, I sensed he was close. I bent over making him think I was going to unzip and put my lips on his cock, but instead I applied a little more pressure, increasing the friction and felt warm fluid beneath his suit pants and tidy whites. As he moaned in ecstasy I opened the door and walk away. I went straight to my room, asked the operator to do not disturb, departing the next morning for home. I heard through the grapevine he paid the bet…because he didn’t want the guys to know he’d come in his pants. Had he not made the bet, he could have had a hell of a blow job.

Having been approached by an old “friend”, I’m considering taking him up on an offer to travel to hotlanta with him where we’ll meet a new friend of his for some holiday cheering in the city. This is a difficult offer to refuse. I’ve spent many pre holiday evenings in Atlanta, when the city it full of lights, laughter and unspeakable cheer. As unusual as the invite may seem, it is nothing new for me. Other than the pwarm city of Tampa, Atlanta is known for its bars, regular and titi bars. Both regular and upscale. And they’re also known for their “clubs” of the adult nature. The upscale clubs are the best, expensive for men but the best none the less. One in particular has its own indoor swimming pool, 4 bar areas to accommodate all types of shenanigans, the front area looks like a regular night club, with dj, a long bar, waitresses and a dance floor. The only differences are the porno flicks on the various screens and you must BYOB. There’s ample security with a strict dress code, men pay a handsome price to enter dateless. The entrance has a canopy with valet service, lockers for changing, showers for after and several rooms clustered for privacy with larger open rooms grouped by couples only, singles and the ladies only.

I’ve enjoyed the place during different seasons, I have to admit, holiday season has the best vibe. Including my trek of six hundred plus miles, there are people from as far away as the west coast. My last 2 visit I went alone and promised myself that I would never again shackle myself entering with a man. Sure the car service was expensive, but it was well worth the cost leaving at 3 am after enjoying a bottle of my favorite wine. Now I’m being invited to share this fun place with someone I’ve been there with as a couple, a few years ago, on more than one occasion. The third-party is intriguing and temps me to say yes to the 3 day jaunt as a threesome. But over the past several months I’ve become a lone wolf, so to speak, and I am enjoying my new found freedom. I have to admit he and maybe she may cramp my style. Not knowing her, it’s a tough call. So I may consider saying yes with a caveat or two…I’ll stay at my favorite hotel in Buckhead, use my favorite car service and meet them for dinner and a fun night at my favorite “club”. That’s fair. He’ll have his cake (his new friend) and he can eat it, too (me), he does that very well. It will be fun heading over to my favorite Buckhead mall to shop for a slinky something in fiery red to match my santa hat and strappy silver heels with the red bottoms.

So, I think I’ll say yes to the invite on my terms and look forward to a night of festive fun. Naked bodies, voyeurs being a voyeur, couples, threesome, foursome and I do enjoy performing fellatio on him-she can watch…is too much to pass up. An in-depth report to cum. YOLO!

How do you handle seeing your ex during the holiday season? Having been together for sometime, you know the same people, same social circles and you’re bound to run into them at some point.

What’s the proper etiquette?

There are two thoughts on this. One, are they alone, unaccompanied, without date? Two, are they with a date? What does the date look like? Stylish and attractive? Not so stylish, not so attractive?

Alone: At this juncture it doesn’t matter if you have a date, if your ex is alone, they’re open game. Was the break-up amicable, or a knock down drag out…? Either way, take the high road, it’s classier and you’ll be able to look yourself in the mirror come morning. And if you’re with a date, it will make you a super star in the new person’s eyes. NO DRAMA. But do rub it in, as discreet as possible. Make them wish they’d found a dog, dressed it and dragged it with them. Charm them with pleasant conversation about the event or place. Make it short, make it drippy with kindness, tell them how great they look and with them a Happy Holiday as you make a quick exit from the area. Then for the remainder of the evening, avoid them like the plague. And whatever you do, DO NOT INTRODUCE THE NEW DATE TO THE EX. As they say in court: “the defendant opened the door, your honor, and I have every right to pursue the subject.” No need for them to know each other…don’t need to know the name or nothing. Nada.

Which brings us to, Accompanied: If the ex has a date and they look like they’ve been rode hard and put up wet, the above etiquette applies. One small adjustment; make the approach while the new date is elsewhere and get in and get out quick. You don’t need to be introduced. Day-after party gossip will fill you in on gory details of who they are. IF, the ex’s date is drop dead gorgeous and dressed to the nines, keep your ass on your side of the room, do not, I repeat, do not approach…”Danger Will Robinson!!!” If you have a date, stay away, unless the four of you plan to have a orgee afterwards. The party gossip will eat you alive with all kinds of scenarios about how you gravelled over your ex who came with a hot date. Doesn’t matter what your date looks like. But what you can do, be as attentive to your date without pouring yourself all over them. Keep it classy, keep it whimsical and be charming to everyone. Personality goes along way to diluting after-party gossip.

Following these simple guidelines will result in having a wonderful time and the host/hostess will feel good about having vacillated over which one of you not to invite, relenting and inviting both, crossing their fingers, saying a quick prayer hoping for no drama.

Here’s a few things you can do, just in case, you’ve been wronged and want to blow off some steam.

Happy hours are great during the holiday season. There’s always a good crowd, in a festive mood, drinking a little more than usual, looking for fun and laughs. However, it’s important to make sure you’ve got a willing participant;

Backseat sex is always good for a quickie. Bathroom stall makes for a hot orgasm, especially if it’s a busy bathroom (usually your nicer places have attendants-slip em a few dollars not make a fuss). Ladies in a crowed bar, standing around, a bump in the right place, in just the right tempo will drive that unsuspecting guy into a tizzy. But make sure to get in and move out quickly or the tables could turn on you. Gents in a crowed bar, standing around, find that wall flower and make her feel pretty, you may find she’s got a lot to offer with no strings attached, it’s the holiday season and she may be up for some fun. But during all these shenanigans remember; no means no, don’t be a jerk, don’t be a sour bitch, download that Uber or Lyft APP the day before and make sure you use it when you’ve had too many glasses of spirits.

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